I am the google mom, I confess, or atleast I used to turn to google
for everything. The first time I was travelling with my 40 day old Smera to Delhi
The very thought of itself make Smera extremely happy. So I decided to
get her to help me pack this time, she has been extremely efficient in
unpacking from the time she was 6 months old. So I neatly laid out things we
would need for a weekend getaway to my mum’s place and this is all what she had
to pack for the trip.
Having put her toy in the bag she was satisfied, the fun bit started
at the airport, asking (almost begging) me to get her some surprise. Surprise
typically in Smera’s dictionary means a treat that she is not allowed to eat
everyday.
On reaching home, she thrilled to see her granny and grandpa she
forgot about the jetlag bit. I even managed a day trip leaving her with my
parents to go off to Mumbai for a day. But what was most surprising, the amount
of conversation she can make in a day with everyone at home.
Telling my parents how I keep fighting with her, to the reason why she
is not allowed to jump on the bed as its expensical (read expensive). She also
refused to marry my brother, Sanju Mama as he is naughty. While his wife my
sister-in-law (SIL) is her friend as Veda ammai loves to play with her. She would
order her around, “Veda come on let’s play”. Sometimes Smera talks to my SIL as
if she brought up Veda, gave her education, and helped become the scientist she
is today.
Among other things as a mother I do prefer Smera eating healthy food
choices, good amount veggies and carbs and proteins. One afternoon during the break I was
extremely pleased when she finished her lunch without a fuss. For that reason I
asked my mum for a treat, “do you have B-I-S-C-U-I-T?? and mum replied “no
there is only M-U-F-F-I-N”, to this the little smarty pants quickly adds, “I
want E-E-I-O-U”. That was her first and the best shot at attempting to spell
anything, was really meant to be a sweet treat!
It was so funny that we decided to take her to KFC for a real treat
that evening. Before heading out I asked if she would take my aunt, her little
granny to KFC, instantly she replied “No”! Upon asking her reason she said,
“you are not funny and you are naughty”!
The day I was coming back she tells my father “Grandpa you be nice to
my granny!”. Then tells her granny “you too be nice to him” as consolation prize
so that the grandpa too is taken care of.
This age is so wonderful, I wish could just record every bit of her
conversation. Kids at this stage are a perfect balance of sheer naughtiness and
innocence all at the same time. Of course it also takes great specimens to
produce one of a kind notorious one.
You will always hear me complaining about Smera but reality is, even
though she might be naughty and talk like a grandmother, but still in some
weird way I am kind of proud of it too.
Staying in a nuclear family makes us respect and appreciate our family
so much more and to see that joy on her face to meeting grandparents, uncles,
aunts and cousins, makes me want to travel again and again back home.
Thank you Smera for bringing us closer as a family!
